Faction Only a Footstep Away | First Order & Invitees

[Natasi Fortan]

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The invitation to meet with the noble leaders of the Nothoiin civilization on Council had come as a surprise to the First Order, but a welcome one. The Foreign Office had briefed the Supreme Leader that the Nothoiins likely saw the writing on the wall with the First Order's expansion and was looking to secure a privileged position within the Order by playing ball, like Atrisia had some years ago. After a thorough security investigation and a discussion among her advisers, Natasi had elected to accept the invitation. The history of the Nothoiin civilization was fascinating to Natasi; the gold-skinned people had a long and proud tradition. The Nothoiins had suffered greatly under the Galactic Empire and they were obviously keen to prevent that happening again.

Natasi had no intention of directing the First Order to suppress the Nothoiins, but she was more than happy to bring them into the First Order's family of worlds. Provided they were willing to work within the guardrails of the existing First Order, they would even be free to keep their government, their military, and their traditions.

The protocol office had briefed Natasi intently on what she had to know about Nothoiin, Council, and the Noble Court. The Nothoiin leadership had invited her to speak to the Noble Court, a state dinner, and several days of tours and walkabouts where she could meet and greet with ordinary Nothoiin people in addition to the nobility and leadership. Her meeting with Her Majesty, the masked and anonymized leader of the Noble Court, had gone off a treat, and Natasi's speech to the Noble Court (stressing the importance of neighborly relations, working together, and preserving ancient traditions while forging connections in a modern world) had been received with great positivity by the Nothoiins and their media. Thus, by the time the Supreme Leader was ready to be exposed to the people, Natasi was already reasonably popular with the people.

It helped that Natasi had taken pains to learn several key phrases in Nothoiin sign language, showing a cultural sensitivity not often associated with imperialism.

The morning began with a troop review at the Noble Court, then a parade in Natasi's honor. After a luncheon, Natasi was turned loose with her security team. Clad in a cream coat and hat, the Supreme Leader emerged from the landspeeder limousine in the plaza across the city from the Noble Council, flanked by her security detail, ably captained by Dyrn Grav . A cheer greeted her, and she had the good grace to look demurely grateful, raising a gloved hand to wave. "Time to go to work," Natasi said wryly to Grav, then immediately approached the beginning of the crowd. They were behind waist-high metal barriers, with First Order and Nothoiin security personnel standing by to ensure things didn't get too raucous. Some held small posies or other small items, holding them out to Natasi as she approached.

The Supreme Leader was gracious although she was not terribly comfortable being the focus of such personal affection. She smiled and shook hands, made brief conversations with those in the crowd. When possible, Natasi took the flowers and cards and small packages from those thrusting them out at her, but often that responsibility fell to her ladies in waiting, who in turn handed them off to members of staff to catalog and secure. "Yes, it's lovely to be here," said Natasi to a university student as she shook hands. "There's so much good work we can do together." The comments were variations on the theme; if anyone said anything unpleasant, Natasi couldn't hear it over the crowd. She could barely hear anything, so at times it was her best guess as to what she was responding to.

Still, it wasn't critical. Natasi had always felt that the key to diplomatic success was to keep smiling and never look as if she disapproved.

She continued along the rope lines, gripping and grinning her way along. If it helped to smooth things along when the time came, the aching hand and cheeks would all be worth it.

Dyrn Grav | Aurelian Sigismund | @First Order

 

[Boo Heavenshield]

In addition to the security detail, there was typically a member of the First Imperial Medical Corps assigned to the Supreme Leader. Particularly for state visits beyond First Order space.

For this trip, Kory had decided to step into the role of attending physician herself. It helped that Natasi Fortan was human, a species whose physiology Kory could recall in her sleep. Were she some ridiculous permutation of Near-Duros or that confounded mystery of whatever those Anzati were, Kory would have graciously deferred to the doctors of younger generations more adapted to a large, interconnected galaxy. That hadn't been the case for Kory growing up or attending medical school.

Or for most of her life, for that matter.

As was her custom, she eschewed both the wearing of a uniform or Jedi robes. Instead, it was a plain white suit that held a First Imperial Medical Corps badge on the left breast, with her code cylinders tucked into a pen-sized pocket on the right arm. A slight white purse seemed to coordinate, though the red medical insignia gave away the fact that it was a compact medkit.

What she wasn't carrying was a lightsaber. No, that kind of protection she deferred to the security detail. She had other tasks to attend to if any sort of violence broke out. And, besides, even the basic form of Shii-cho was a taxing undertaking at her age. One she could overcome through the Force, but her talents with that were better focused elsewhere.

For the most part, she was just an observer. Which, was what she'd hoped it would be. Council had a rich history. The opportunity to observe the troop review or see the parade, while keeping to the background with the security detail, was just the sort of entourage tourism that she'd hoped for.

She probably should have given the opportunity to someone under her, but what the hell. At her age, this was likely her one opportunity to see Council for herself.

Dyrn Grav Aurelian Sigismund​

 

[Aurelian Sigismund]

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High Imperator of the Rim-Guard

Tags: Natasi Fortan , Korynn Sol-Syna

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Ecthelion Aiglos had heard about the presence of the Supreme Leader on the world of Nothoiin. The First Order was the closest neighbour to the Eternal Empire and was as distant from the central affairs as 'his own' realm right now. They seemed to align with his ideals and it was worth a try to make a new ally for the Rim-Guard.

Instead of taking The Phalanx to the planet, he chose a less aggressive stance, even though it despises him to crawl in front of anyone, but a battleship was not always the most diplomatic of approaches. So he chose the Urdesh, coloured in the typical silvery-grey scheme of the Rim-Guard which was not reflecting.

The frigate left hyperspace and would approach the central planet, sending hailing codes of the Rim-Guard Order and a call that they are here to open negotiations with the First Order leadership.

"This is Ecthelion Aiglos of the Rim-Guard Order. I am here to request a meeting with the Supreme Leader Natisi Fortan for diplomatic purposes. My organisation would like to open talks about possible relations with the First Order."

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[Jaida Tess]

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Members of Black Squadron were tasked with escorting the Supreme Leader's ship and Her Majesty's entourage safely to the planet of Council.

The terrestrial world with rocky mountains was located coreward just outside the northeastern-most border of the First Order, which was along the Notholin Corridor in the Anoat sector; a very important trade route in the Outer Rim. It was home to the Noble Court of the Notholin species. They were known for their golden skin and innate piloting abilities. Hence, why the elite TIE Fighter Unit of the First Order was there to make a good showing in hopes of recruiting said, savvy pilots, into the Starfighter Corps.

Flying their signature TIE/vn space superiority fighters did make an impressive showing of Imperial might as well as engineering and technological innovations. Plus, they just looked damn good doing so.

Setting her Vendetta down onto its landing struts with skilled ease, Black Eleven cut the twin ion engines and immediately began the post-flight checklist. Once that procedure was finished, she released the crash webbing and exited out the top hatch of the advanced TIE fighter, then descended down between the side of the spherical fuselage and the curved solar arrays that looked like forks going forward using a retractable ladder.

When Jaida's booted feet hit the hangar deck, the flight officer stretched for a moment, then popped the seal on her black flight helmet and removed it; running a gloved hand over the braided crown of golden hair atop her head to smooth down any strays that might have escaped before placing the helmet under her left arm. The tall blonde waited for her wingmate to join her, then walked in sync with those TIE pilots gathered to meet the assembled welcoming committee present.

After all, they were the First Order, and they had a high standard and reputation to uphold.

Natasi Fortan | Dyrn Grav | Korynn Sol-Syna


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[Charlotte Reed]

S A F E T Y​

Charlotte Reed was certain this was going to be a dull assignment. Escorting the Supreme Leader of the FIrst Order -- and her dear friend to boot -- was a true privilege, but there probably wasn't going to be any action. She retired to her cabin, leaving things in the capable hands of her deputy, and had only just settled into the mountain of administrative paperwork she had to complete when her desk-mounted communicator chimed.

"Captain Reed," said the voice of her lieutenant on the bridge. "New signature in the system. They're hailing us."

Charlotte hesitated, cup of coffee half-lifted, then said: "Patch me in, and send a scan of the vessel to my datapad."

"Right away, Captain."

Charlotte listened to the announcement from someone called Ecthelion Aiglos. She flicked an instruction to her lieutenant to run a search for the name and repeated the order when he mentioned his organization. Charlotte raised an eyebrow and frowned thoughtfully. "Greetings, Ecthelion Aiglos of the RIm-Guard Order. This is Captain Reed of the First Order Seventh Fleet. We are assisting the Nothoiin command with security for the duration of Her Majesty's visit to Council. Please maintain heading three-six and transmit your identification and the details of your organization for review."

It wouldn't do to arrange a meeting between the Supreme Leader and a complete stranger, after all. "Pending review of this data, I will consult and see if Her Majesty has time available." Charlotte toggled the channel to her bridge team. "Scramble a set of fighters to escort this Mr. Aiglos until we know about his intentions. Patch Captain Grav into the discussion. Get the information on his HUD. He'll have the final say on the security situation." She switched back to the channel with Aiglos. "We are dispatching an escort of TIE fighters. Kindly remain on the requested vector heading three-six."

Aurelian Sigismund | Korynn Sol-Syna | Jaida Tess | Dyrn Grav

 

[Dyrn Grav]

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<"Another day at the office,"> The Guard Captain said from inside his helmet, the tone indicated a smirk. As the pair exited the speeder, the towering warrior rounded the vehicle and opened the door for the Supreme Leader. <"I'll be beside you.">

The visitation had been secured as far as the Royal Guard were able to. Precautions had been taken, there were undercover security in the crowds, emergency extractions in place, as well as two Royal Guardsmen present - Dyrn, appointed to Lady Fortan, and Victus appointed to Director Sol-Syna. The remaining two Guardsmen, totaling four assigned to the detail, were nearby in positions to the fore and rear of the delegation of First Order personnel. There were pilots on standby, a patrol fleet of reasonable but not intimidating size in the sector, and as many precautions and effort had been taken to work alongside the Nothoiin to make the affair as safe as possible. Still, that didn't mean it would remain so, nor could every possibility be accounted for.

Which is why we also have the Director of FIMS present... though if Director Sol-Syna's skills are needed, the Guardsmen failed in our job.

The Guard Captain, personally assigned to the Supreme Leader, stood within arms reach to her right. Dyrn was dressed in his full Royal Guard attire, which included the armor, long cloak and helmet - the durable plating shined and polished. He had numerous weapons on his person, mainly concealed, though within easy reach. From within his helmet, the Guardsman's eyes scanned the crowd; he was on the lookout for certain behavioral patterns, of which he had been extensively trained to recognize, but so far things seemed at acceptable levels.

Lady Fortan also has her bracelet, Dyrn glanced down to the Supreme Leader's wrist, where the item was secured. Should anything happen, she will be protected.

There was no immediate threats, as far as could be determined with preventative methods. The items presented by the crowd were scanned by Dyrn's HUD, as he checked multiple sensor modes; substances, poisons, electronics, explosive residue, a range of common and not so common materials and particles were searched for. So far so good, it seemed. There was some communication noise, as First Order comms officer reached the Guardsman, under the command of Captain Reed who was with the 7th Fleet.

"Ready for the data, Lieutenant," Dyrn said within the confines of his helmet, the words not heard or expressed by the vocalizer. To one side of his vision, a number of files were opened and focused on for moments. "Initial checks look secure. Permit Mr. Aiglos landing clearance, per Council approval, and have him escorted to the delegation function hall. He can meet the Supreme Leader alongside the other Nothoiin officials, and if Lady Fortan feels the need to speak more privately, it can be arranged. Limit his personal guard to two sentients. Thank you, Lieutenant. Altor, out."

Dyrn ended the comm call, as the data in his HUD was reduced to a corner section for further reading if he chose at a later point. Still, information was needed to pass between the Supreme Leader and himself, as the Guard Captain stepped closer and brushed Natasi's arm to get her attention; it was mainly to keep the Supreme Leader updated, without taking too much focus from the crowds or events, so as to minimize surprise.

<"An independent delegate will be waiting at the function hall. A Mr. Aiglos.">

Natasi Fortan | Korynn Sol-Syna | Aurelian Sigismund | Jaida Tess | Charlotte Reed​

 

[Charlotte Reed]

S A F E T Y​

Captain Reed listened to Dyrn Grav 's analysis, her eyebrow arching curiously. Very efficient, these Royal Guard types were. She nodded to the Lieutenant, who said: "Very good. Thank you, Altor. Courageous out." Charlotte Reed opened her channel back up to the approaching vessel. "Mr. Aiglos, this is Charlotte Reed aboard the FIV Courageous. You've been cleared for landing on Council. My TIE fighters will escort you to until you are within air traffic control's jurisdiction. Transmitting vector to you now. Please do not deviate from this course until directed to do so by air traffic control."

She transmitted the data to both Aiglos' data connection and the TIE fighters who made a subtle adjustment in their movement to begin escorting Aiglos towards the surface.

"Safe travels," said Charlotte. "We'll keep the channel open in case you have any issues and need to be in touch."

Aurelian Sigismund | Korynn Sol-Syna | Jaida Tess | Dyrn Grav

 

[Aurelian Sigismund]

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High Imperator of the Rim-Guard

Tags: Natasi Fortan , Korynn Sol-Syna , Charlotte Reed , Dyrn Grav , Jaida Tess

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"Affirmative, heading to the coordinates, Urdesh out."

The small frigate would follow the heading of the TIE fighters, steadily making its way to the planets surface. The re-entry was soft and the ship was slowly descending through the clouds towards the capital of Nothoiin. Aiglos watched the landing from on the bridge, standing unmoved at his position as the crew did their job well as expected. Only his shieldbearer was with him, there was no need for an entire cadre to be present.

As soon as the ship would have touched the ground of the spaceport, Aiglos would step down the lowered ramp. It was an imposing sight. A giant of a man clad in palted power armour, golden power armour, with a red cape strapped around the shoulders. He stood well over seven feet and was only carrying a short-sword as weapon. And behind him came a second individual, equally looking, but not as tall and carrying a shield and a staff which seemed to be lightsaber pike.

Together they stepped down from the ship and followed the First Order security detail to the function hall. They would not speak any word on their way, except for the greeting and a nod after they had arrived at their destination. Once there they would just stand there, Aiglos eyeing the architecture and his helmeted follower not doing anything but standing still, both waiting.

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[Natasi Fortan]

The finish line was in sight, as Natasi worked her way down the final stretch of the rope line.

Her hand felt bruised from the overenthusiastic gripping of the locals, and her hay fever was kicking up something fierce. Apparently there was a pollen native to Council that Natasi's immune system saw as a high alert. Her eyes felt dry, itchy, irritated, and her nose was threatening to run. I just need to make it through these last... few... people -- "Ah!" She leaned back, half-turning as she came tantalizingly close to a sneeze, but alas, it would not come. "I am sorry," she said to the person whose hand she had recoiled from. "I thought it would be rather rude to sneeze on your sleeve. How do you do?"

It was the that Dyrn brushed her arm, getting her attention. She leaned towards him, listening to his report, and the nodded her thanks. It was all very efficient; Natasi was able to smoothly carry on and she received the information she needed. With Captain Grav, she expected nothing less.

It was another twenty minutes before, finally, Natasi was able to offer one final wave to the crowd before she ducked back into the secure vehicle and drew a handkerchief from her handbag and dabbed her nose. She tried not to look over at Dyrn Grav ; this was not Natasi Fortan at her most ravishing. "Doctor Sol-Syna," she said from beneath her handkerchief, turning to the older woman. "Would you happen to have an antihistamine of some extraction in your medkit? All those flowers," she muttered. Natasi snuffled and folded her handkerchief away.

She glanced over at Dyrn then; inscrutable behind his helmet, but his presence was unmistakable to her. "What do we know about this delegate, Mr. Aiglos?" she asked as she settled back into her seat as the speeder got into motion.

Across town, Natasi's private secretary Theodore Glass approached Aurelian Sigismund . "It's Ecthelion Aiglos, am I correct?" he asked. "My name is Theodore Glass, I'm Her Majesty's private secretary. She will be arriving shortly for the reception, but she asked me to see that you had everything you need. Is there anything I can get for you?"

Dyrn Grav | Jaida Tess | Korynn Sol-Syna | Aurelian Sigismund

 

[Aurelian Sigismund]

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High Imperator of the Rim-Guard

Tags: Natasi Fortan , Korynn Sol-Syna , Charlotte Reed , Dyrn Grav , Jaida Tess

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Aiglos heard someone coming before the person appeared, the opening and closing of doors was subtle, but his improved hearing was spotting still spotting it. So far he had been busy just standing and waiting for the past few minutes and nothing else happened, he was kinda glad for it, because there was little need to talk or converse with anyone except the Supreme Leader or an official representative. His shieldbearer stood still for the entire time, not moving an inch.

Once the man came from the next room or hall, Aiglos eyed him approaching. A private secretary, Ecthelion was wondering if would ever need this kind of assistance, he hoped not. Still, a pleasant addition to a staff. He offered a slight bow of his head to the man before he responded.

"Correct and thank you, Mr Glass, a bottle of water for my companion and me if that is possible."

They were not thirsty, but hydration never hurts and accepting the guest-status was also kinda diplomatic. Whatever would help to get these talks into the right direction. The natives would no doubt be not too happy about a third party invading their summit, but alas, there are more interesting cogs turning than this world.

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[Dyrn Grav]

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The Guard Captain's eyes shifted suddenly, as there was a moment of exclamation from the Supreme Leader, but the moment of suspicion was alleviated by an unrealized sneeze. The tall man in the armor relaxed slightly, as Lady Fortan continued on her way along the line of sentients, before he delivered the update about the arrival. Without breaking stride, Dyrn remained at Natasi's side as she approached the secure vehicle and entered, along with others from the First Order delegation. The Guardsmen were the last to enter, as they departed for the more diplomatic function hall.

Within the HUD of his helmet, Dyrn began to receive information from FOSB networks, concerning the unexpected guest. Dyrn glanced to Lady Fortan, as she mentioned the allergies, and he wondered at which flowers had been the cause. That would require updating in her medical file, if it wasn't already, and the Guardsmen would do to ensure they were kept away from the Supreme Leader in future. It wasn't a threat to her life, of course, but there still maintained a need to assist her maintain appearances and royal presence.

Still, the Guardsman smirked beneath his helmet, as he thought Natasi still looked pretty.

<"I have some more information, but nothing has been flagged as a reason to expect a threat by FOSB,"> The Guard Captain answered, as he looked toward Lady Fortan. <"Alert status will remain, however. Precaution takes precedence, your Excellency.">

It didn't take the secure convoy long to arrive, and the Guardsmen - all four - exited firstly to inspect the arrival area. When it was clear, they fell into position around the delegates and remained placed around the VIPs to ensure the most appropriate cover. As usual, the Guard Captain remained close to Lady Fortan, his large form ready to cover hers in a moments notice, if something were to happen. Through the comm, Dyrn received word of Mr. Aiglos and his impressive gold-armored bodyguard.

<"Mr. Aiglos has a single bodyguard,"> Dyrn reported to the group. <"Powered armor, if scans are accurate. We double up on the Supreme Leader and Director Korynn Sol-Syna, two Guardsmen per individual."> The other Royal Guard moved without hesitation, adopting formation around both individuals. <"Ready when you are, your Grace.">

Dyrn would say from within his helmet, as he held position. He and the other Guardsmen would enter the building beside each delegate, with Dyrn assessing the mysterious Mr. Aiglos and his bodyguard in the bright gold power armor in particular...

Natasi Fortan | Korynn Sol-Syna | Aurelian Sigismund | Jaida Tess | Charlotte Reed​

 

[Boo Heavenshield]

"Doctor Sol-Syna."

The old woman had been musing to herself that Council was a pretty world. Adegan would have liked to have seen this.

Old memories. Plucked from her reverie, the elder Jedi turned to face the familiar voice of the Supreme Leader. She stepped over closer to Natasi Fortan as she said, "Would you happen to have an antihistamine of some extraction in your medkit? All those flowers."

Shifting the medkit from her back hip to the front, Kory reached inside and produced a capsule and a small bottle of water. One thing no medkit ever thought to include, when hydration was often a common remedy. So, it was something Kory made sure to include.

"It will take about 20 minutes to see the effects, but it should last the remainder of the day," the old woman offered, as she held the medication in one hand and the bottle in the other. "The main ingredient is kolto. It suppresses the inflammatory response, without the usual drowsiness of some other medications."

Few things in life were instantaneous, and reversing the body's defense mechanisms was a sluggish process. "If you want, I can relieve your symptoms temporarily, to get you through until the medicine starts to work."

The Force. The most powerful anti-allergy regimen known to man.

All this time, the Jedi and Sith had been warring over the power to stop runny noses. Which, honestly, was probably still a better reason than whatever the truth might be behind that ancient rivalry.​

 

[Natasi Fortan]

At the reception, Mr. Glass was all smiles as he agreed to obtain water for the two visitors. When he returned with the slightly chilled bottles on a tray, he informed them that the Supreme Leader had arrived and would be making her way along presently. Glass thanked them for their patience and again left, this time to greet the motorcade.

As the car approached the reception location, Natasi gratefully accepted the drugs from Korynn Sol-Syna. "You are a treasure," she said through her stuffy nose. "Remind me to put you up for a promotion. I guess I should plan on taking one of these before I go out next time, but I just didn't think." Natasi popped the pill into her mouth and washed it down with some water, then finished the bottle. She surveyed the others in the car; really only Dr. Sol-Syna was outside of a helmet, so it wasn't clear just how widespread the reaction would be. Perhaps Natasi's sinuses were just sensitive.

"That would be appreciated," Natasi said after a moment's hesitation. She was still wary of the Force, but she couldn't very well be sneezing all over the delegations that she would be meeting. When it was all said and done, Natasi felt almost back to her normal self. "Thank you, Doctor," she said with true gratitude before allowing Dyrn to escort her from the vehicle. This time she was flanked on both sides by a royal guard, as was Korynn, as the delegation made their way up the brief, broad flight of steps and into the reception hall. The meeting with the Nothoiian personnel went quickly, and then Natasi was shown to Aiglos.

Theodore Glass made the introductions as efficiently as possible, and then -- just as efficiently -- dissolved into the background. Natasi stepped forward, inclining her head in respectful greeting to the two men. "Mr. Aiglos, how do you do? It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. How can I help?"

Aurelian Sigismund | Korynn Sol-Syna | Dyrn Grav | Jaida Tess

 

[Aurelian Sigismund]

✠ High Imperator of the Rim-Guard Order ✠

✠ Objective: Make friends
✠ Location: Nothoiin, Capital
✠ Tag(s): Natasi Fortan , Korynn Sol-Syna , Charlotte Reed , Dyrn Grav , Jaida Tess

⮚ THEME​

The High Imperator took the bottles with a nod and threw one to his companion. The stature like individual catched it with a nod of gratitude and stored it somewhere on the back of his belt, not taking off the helmet in a place outside the Sanctum. Aiglos though emptied the bottle in a single sip, keeping it in his hand afterwards and waiting.

It was not too long before the doors were opened again and a delegation of several people appeared, among them the Supreme Leader, he knew her face from reports. Ecthelion Aiglos would offer a slight bow to her, his ice-blue eyes staring at her, never blinking from a face which was covered in ancient, nearly faded, but still horrible to look at scars.

"Supreme Leader, how do you do. The pleasure is mine for you to be able to make this short notice, unscheduled even meeting possible. I am Ecthelion Aiglos, High Imperator of the Rim-Guard Order and I would like to discuss some matters of diplomatic nature. We are a young organisation and on our way to develop and would like to connect to those who seem to share mindsets similar to us, for mutual benefit."

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[Natasi Fortan]

The man opposite Natasi looked like he'd seen some things. His visage was patterned with scars, showing a history of violence at the very least. In Natasi's experience, men with that many scars were either ne'er-do-wells or heroes; there was very little room in between. Natasi didn't want to make any judgments about which this High Imperator was; she approached with an open mind.

"I'm encouraged to hear it," Natasi said pleasantly. "All too often the harshness of the environments in the part of the galaxy we call home has hardened the hearts of groups, turned them to opportunists at best and violent terrorists at worse." Her mind went back to the recentish tragedy on Cantros, a pickle that the First Order's diplomatic and humanitarian services were still delicately unraveling. "I'm afraid I'm not terribly familiar with the Rim-Guard Order. Perhaps you can enlighten me as to what your purposes and aims are? If they align with the First Order's ideals, I would of course welcome a partner in the region."

The Supreme Leader clasped her hands together in front of her. "My main concern is stability and security in this region. There are many who would look to exploit the resources and people in the Outer Rim in the most brutal terms. We cannot allow this. If you share this conviction, then I'm sure we can do business together. But please -- enlighten me."

Dyrn Grav | Aurelian Sigismund | Korynn Sol-Syna​

 

[Aurelian Sigismund]

✠ High Imperator of the Rim-Guard Order ✠

✠ Objective: Make friends
✠ Location: Nothoiin, Capital
✠ Tag(s): Natasi Fortan , Korynn Sol-Syna , Charlotte Reed , Dyrn Grav , Jaida Tess

⮚ THEME​

"Of course, mylord. We are a recently founded military organisation, formed by myself during my travels through the Unknown Regions while I was still in service of the Eternal Empire. I cut those ties due to my ideals increasing in difference to those of the Empress and their lackeys, we are not supporting any sentiment of the Sith. The Order is seeking to support equality and stability among the stars, equality through the support of the non-Force sensitives and stability through removing the threats to peace and order, like the Bryn'adûl and all forms of the Sith Order. The Outer Rim, especially in the South and West, is a place which is rather unscarred by the current great wars, in the shadow of the large block of the Confederacy, we believe the First Order to be a possibility to maintain and increase stability here."

Aiglos voice was only remotely organic, most carried by artificial vocal chords which made him appear more like an automaton, than a human. He had considered to go into very extensive and invasive surgery to remove the scars which were left by the treatment the Exchange gave to him, but never did so. Instead he was wearing them with dignity now, showing that they are fading as much as the hurt of their memory.

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[Dyrn Grav]

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When it came to the diplomatic angle, there was little the Guard Captain could offer. Instead, Dyrn remained a silent guard beside the Supreme Leader, as he continued to scan the crowd in the building and maintain awareness of the goings-on around the area. His helmet kept him in contact with the other Royal Guard, as they shared reports and updates between themselves using internal comms, and suspicious activity was focused on. So far there seemed very little to be overly concerned about, however the Guard Captain did retain a persistent state of alert regarding the armor-clad individual that accompanied the delegate from the Rim-Guard Order - even though the delegate Mr. Aiglos was likewise wearing similar armor.

That power armor looks very resilient, Dyrn thought to himself, as he remained by the Supreme Leader's side. He maintained a casual stature, not hostile or offensive or impeding, but was certainly within arms reach were it required. There are some weak points, should the need be there to drop the guard quickly, however...

Inside his helmet, Dyrn's eyes shifted and focused on Lady Fortan for a moment. He always enjoyed listening to her engage in political discussion, there was a certain manner she adopted that he appreciated and respected. Still, not one to allow himself to become distracted, the Guard Captain shifted his focus to the HUD display to one side of his helmet lens and assessed some data that Victus had shared - seemed some guests at the event had started to become a little heavy with the celebratory drinks.

I'll maintain awareness of those individuals as required.

But, for now, things seemed smooth between the two individuals that spoke about faction relations. That was good. If things could proceed without incident today, the Guard Captain would be relieved, and could count the security outing as a success...

Natasi Fortan | Korynn Sol-Syna | Aurelian Sigismund | Jaida Tess | Charlotte Reed​

 

[Natasi Fortan]

Natasi's fingers clasped together at her waist, her long, lean form statuesque in its stillness as she listened and absorbed. Ninety percent of diplomacy was listening and absorbing, after all. She was encouraged by Mr. Aiglos' -- or, she silently amended herself, the Imperator's -- apparent similarity in their approach to the Outer Rim.

"I quite agree," said Natasi solemnly. "The troubles on the far side of the galaxy have been a matter of concern for some time. It is unfortunate that the First Order has been unable to have a more direct impact on the Bryn'adul threat. Unfortunately, we have been rather busy securing the borders here. Whether it's warlords or Ssi-Ruuk Imperium holdovers, it has been constant since my cousin rechartered the First Order some time ago. But we are making strides to settle refugees from both the Bryn'adul and the Civil War within our borders. To that end, we are always seeking new territory in order to accommodate the influx of refugees."

Natasi glanced sidelong at Dyrn Grav, the leaned closer to Aiglos, lowering her voice to take the Imperator and his man into her confidence. "Imperator, I must say on a personal level that your concerns about the Eternal Empire give me great confidence in you and your ethos. I have heard some very troubling things about the former First Order territories that fell under the Eternal Empire's banners in the aftermath of the Ssi-Ruuk's attacks. Details have been frustratingly thin, but -- perhaps that's something we can collaborate on in the future. Finding answers."

She cleared her throat and leaned back a little, clearly returning their conversation to the semi-public realm. "Now -- how can we help each other? In your ideal scenario, what can the First Order do for the Rim-Guard Order?"

Aurelian Sigismund | Dyrn Grav | Korynn Sol-Syna | Jaida Tess​

 

[Aurelian Sigismund]

✠ High Imperator of the Rim-Guard Order ✠

✠ Objective: Make friends
✠ Location: Nothoiin, Capital
✠ Tag(s): Natasi Fortan , Korynn Sol-Syna , Charlotte Reed , Dyrn Grav , Jaida Tess

⮚ THEME​

Ecthelion leaned forward as well when the Supreme Leader did, even though a lot more due to his towering size. His ears allow him to catch nearly everything in the room and beyond, but the gesture was an act of equality and would support his approach. The Zakuulan would offer a nod to her statement and straightened again when she did.

"I am honest with you - I am no politician, I am a soldier. A soldier with ideals and a vision and I see the First Order as a place which could support it as well as profiting from our support. We are not seeking a cloud of influence, reign over a planet or system, we want to help to reinforce yours. We are not seeing you in the need of it, your military seems very strong and able to protect your realms. We are offering an addition to it by establishing an outpost, we call it Cohort Fortress, on one of your worlds and if you are willing, to establish more. They are home to a maximum of thousand of my brothers and sisters and they will support the defense, law enforcement and even counter threats in a swift manner if they should occur. Devoted to the ruling government as well as loyal to my Order. The only payment we offer in return, as we will build and pay for everything ourselves, will be the right to recruit volunteers from among the local population."

It would be the first step. The first of many steps of the same kind everywhere possible. The offer was difficult, letting foreign and strange soldiers into your own lands. But as soon as the Galaxy would understand the capabilities of the Rim-Guard Order, especially because they would reach heights usually reserved for Force Users, without being ones, the realms would be thankful for the support.

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[Natasi Fortan]

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The Supreme Leader regarded this Imperaor curiously for a few moments. She felt no pressure to answer; whether he realized it or not, he had asked rather a lot of her in a comparatively short span of time. She would need time to consult with her government before making such an agreement. First, she had to consider whether it was an idea worth endorsing. Having extra help on hand during a fight would be useful should push ever come to shove, but Natasi was not wild about the idea of giving up even a small part of the First Order's sovereignty on any planet. Nor was she completely fond of the notion of giving this Rim-Guard Order the right to recruit her subjects into their ranks.

After a few moments of thoughtful silence, Natasi inclined her chin and smiled politely. "I am intrigued by your offer, Imperator," she said thoughtfully. "I'm afraid I'm not able to make any firm decisions on this today. I would be a poor sort of leader to come to any agreements of this nature without consulting with my Government." It would take time to vet the organization itself and the man in front of her. The First Order Security Bureau would need to do some investigating, especially concerning his ties to the Eternal Empire.

"Perhaps we can schedule a meeting elsewhere in a few weeks time to discuss further details. I'd love the chance to host you and yours on Dosuun if you have the time and inclination." Natasi smiled broadly, raising her eyebrows expectantly.

Aurelian Sigismund | Dyrn Grav | Korynn Sol-Syna | Jaida Tess​